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"
I
am
perfectly
capable
of
driving
myself
home
!
"
I
stood
by
the
car
,
fuming
.
It
was
raining
harder
now
,
and
I
’
d
never
put
my
hood
up
,
so
my
hair
was
dripping
down
my
back
.
He
lowered
the
automatic
window
and
leaned
toward
me
across
the
seat
.
"
Get
in
,
Bella
.
"
I
didn
’
t
answer
.
I
was
mentally
calculating
my
chances
of
reaching
the
truck
before
he
could
catch
me
.
I
had
to
admit
,
they
weren
’
t
good
.
"
I
’
ll
just
drag
you
back
,
"
he
threatened
,
guessing
my
plan
.
I
tried
to
maintain
what
dignity
I
could
as
I
got
into
his
car
.
I
wasn
’
t
very
successful
-
I
looked
like
a
half
-
drowned
cat
and
my
boots
squeaked
.
"
This
is
completely
unnecessary
,
"
I
said
stiffly
.
He
didn
’
t
answer
.
He
fiddled
with
the
controls
,
turning
the
heater
up
and
the
music
down
.
As
he
pulled
out
of
the
parking
lot
,
I
was
preparing
to
give
him
the
silent
treatment
-
my
face
in
full
pout
mode
-
but
then
I
recognized
the
music
playing
,
and
my
curiosity
got
the
better
of
my
intentions
.
"
Clair
de
Lune
?
"
I
asked
,
surprised
.
"
You
know
Debussy
?
"
He
sounded
surprised
,
too
.
"
Not
well
,
"
I
admitted
.
"
My
mother
plays
a
lot
of
classical
music
around
the
house
-
I
only
know
my
favorites
.
"
